Knowledge of WisdomI look at myself, not through glassLook at my being, eye less gleamingI find myself sorrowful, not without reasonFor the things I know are too many.I look at myself in the eye,As I observe fate. I pay no attention,To mine own, because there is no point. I see with all my knowledge now, that all is pointless.Where flowers only blossom to dieI don't have any wisdom to truly decide,If I should continue being pointless as well,Or should I just be a few words atop the rest. I am unsure and not guaranteed to succeed.I don't see the reason for such things.Trying is an ailment for having no reasonWhich is why nobody ever tries breathing.We all find little things to selfishly live forInstead of looking at our reflection as a whole,And finding a true solution to major problems It is the fact we do not know how to agreeThat causes such disagreements between,The entirety of our kind. We all know,Our time is constantly being burnedBy the fires of man, and we
Time Trance (Preview/Prologue)"We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right." -Nelson Mandela Sebastian tore through the streets, running toward the funeral home he needed to get to, his partner Tory was not around yet. They were in North Miami, the date was March 31st 2012, only about a decade from their time period. Sebastian hurried across the streets, wondering if that new recruit would ever make an appearance in time. He was on North East 143rd street, and running as fast as his feet can carry him.Tory came on a bike, smiling at him. "Hop on." She told Sebastian. "Why the hell doesn't time travel allow us to bring vehicles?!" Sebastian yelled in disdain before getting on pegs that were on the back tires. He had trouble gaining balance at first, but once he got it Tory sped down the street sidewalk. "You weren't in your car?" She asked. "No, I was on a nice walk it seemed like, until I activated." Sebastian answers wh
Dream of Queen (Wonderland of Death Sneak Peek) Alice was alone, in her room at home. It appears it was all just a dream, all the fantasy and wonderment she had experienced, all of it was a lie. She got off her bed, and looked out the window. It was winter, apparently, although she could've sworn it was spring. The snow that polished London every year was outside, she sighed at the sight. She has always loved the snow, but a part of her wanted what she dreamed of to be real. For the fire she was at before to have warmed her, the people she have met to have talked to her. She never did have many friends, so the warmth of that dream seemed to be oh so satisfying. Alice got ready for her day as it usually was. She put on her new dress for the morning and afternoon, a new corset to fit nicely, and fabulous shoes and jewelry to adorn her body. After she was ready, Alice called for her butler to prepare some tea. There was no answer, and she thought that ma
S.Y.S.T.E.M. Tales: Freedom Riders - Chapter 1 I flew by traffic with my hover board, avoiding getting hit narrowly by some of the cars. People screamed at me from open windows as I made my way to an old stone brick building that seemed abandoned for a few years. I dismounted my hover board quick and easily, then held my hand out to attach the board to my magnetic glove. I knocked on the door of the abandoned building, knowing a friend would answer it. The area around here was full of litter and unkind people, but it was the only place I have ever called home. I didn't look too different from the people that dared to walk the sidewalk either though, wearing a hat under a hooded jacket and torn jeans covering his legs. The only thing of any value I had was my hover board, and it was an old model. Still took a fortune to get, even if it was an out dated model. After knocking for about five seconds, I heard a familiar voice scream at me. "GOD DAMN!! SHUT UP ALREADY! I'm coming!"
S.Y.S.T.E.M. Tales: Freedom Riders - Prologue Jake rode up in a limo to a hotel, smiling while having a bottle of wine in his hand and two beautiful women next to him. He laughed at a comment before he walked into the main lobby, where a woman wearing a suit and shades was waiting from him. The woman waiting didn't know what she was expecting from the famous criminal who stole billions as just a child, but she knew it wasn't this. Such careful vigilance as a child, and he showed none of it now. Amazing what liquor can do to a person. She got up from her seat as he approached the counter. While walking towards him, she noticed something off about his swagger. It was at that moment she knew, he wasn't drunk at all, just pretending for the ladies around him. She smiled, now impressed with the man she saw. As she approached, his head turned back. "Oh hey lady," Jake started towards her, "would you like to join us at my penthouse? The more the merrier!" He said with the brightest
Withered FlowerThe dying rose is but a flower,Born to wither within an hour.Never to blossom from death,Only to lay still instead.Wishes and dreams become only toxic,Leaving a heart trapped and locked in.Nobody lives to save this rose,Surviving is all it really chose.It regretted it's choices, against all wishes.Even it's mind still thinks of pointless visages.Only to have such dreams dashed,Knowing the best of things can not last.Nothing can change this terrible fate,Those who try are always too late.